The Amber Sword: Act 279 Challenge

'Only a few Planeswalkers will act alone. Planeswalker is the master of countless plane. In the one's own world, they have countless territories, Wealth and servants.

'The card deck that youngster chose for you is a Knight, I have seen your other Cards of Fate, whether it is' White City vanguard' or 'Cavalry Assemble', it is more suitable for the big scene, I think your profession should be a unified Knight-Thane of the Imperial Army. ’

‘But the glorious kingdom also starts from a small territory. I will send you to complete the challenge of King of Knights. You will build your kingdom and glory in a fictional world until it is recognized by the gods. ’

‘And that ’s the true meaning of the Correct Arena of Gods’

After a dazzling light, the weird world disappeared.

The silver-haired elven girl stands alone in a golden wilderness.

The breeze blows across the grassland, and the yellow grasses show a golden surge when they fall, but this scenery forms a strange landscape when it crosses the sky and the earth.

The sound of rushing waves across the lonely world is like Haitao.

The king of evil dragon Fucia is still in the ear, and the wind on the grassland passes between the ear and the hair, Medissa silently stares at this strange land.

Lonely Field

‘This departed world looks like a traveler in distant sight of the material plane parallel to it. At the end of the corner of the world, it looks like a distant world. ’

A voice said, or it should have been silent. When strange knowledge broke into her mind, Medissa understood what it was.

An Swordsman wearing a patterned complex shirt separated the yellow grass and came to her. He raised his sword to signal to her that the silver mask shone in the sun.

Medissa froze for a moment. I realized that this was a challenge to myself.

She nodded to the strange Swordsman and picked up one's own spear. The silver shuttle-like spear naturally appeared in her hands.

In at the same moment, the courteous Swordsman launched the attack.

It's a very strange Swordsmanship.

Simple and effective, but it seems a bit too rigorous and even mechanized. This Swordsmanship is different from any Swordsmanship she sees around Vaunde. It is also different from the Brando's Swordsmanship she has seen.

This Swordsmanship seems to follow the strictest Laws. At a glance, each sword must be based on the trajectory established by the previous sword. It seems to be very predictable, but Medissa soon found it difficult to fight.

The discovery immediately saw sweat on her forehead.

The Swordsman will suppress the level of strength above her level, that is, the level above and below Facets of Truth after Element Unsealed, that is to say. The other party suppressed her by relying solely on Swordsmanship.

This recognition makes Medissa unacceptable. She is Silver Elf, one of the best Silver race descendants in the world who are good at fighting, and Silver Elves is not proud of their superiority in absolute power, but their fighting in battle. The tireless pursuit of skill.

But the Swordsman's Swordsmanship, or an unreasonable Swordsmanship, didn't consider the opponent's coping skills at all, but only one sword followed by one sword, but each sword was accurately calculated to the least. Poor, there is no slight error in the connection between each sword and the next sword.

Medissa found that he couldn't catch any mistakes from the other party, just the opposite. She knew that if she was negligent, she would end up in nowhere.

The Planeswalker's test is so difficult.

Silver Elf Little Princess regrets a bit, and she even fears that she won't see Brando.

But since War of the Holy Saints, the self-confidence and disapproval of character accumulated over the past millennium made Medissa calm down quickly. She had seen a more sinister situation. When thousands of troops arrived, she also changed from Never give up. At this moment, naturally, too.

A Knight, an Thane, and a king. What he needs first is endless confidence, especially the first ancient king who opened the country to expand their territory. They cannot support them in the belief of perseverance, and they cannot be in history. The name one's own is left in the galaxy.

Medissa knows this.

When this flash of awakening flashed in her mind, she found that she seemed to “understand” the other party ’s Swordsmanship, and that weird Swordsman as fast as lightning Swordsmanship left a trace in her vision for the first time.

It ’s like an instinct. Silver Elf Little Princess seized this opportunity. For the first time in this offensive and defensive battle one step forward, she slammed hard. spear in her hand passed through the Swordsman silver light million swords and hit. Each other's chest.

The Swordsman flew out like a bunch of scattered scarecrows.

Medissa noticed that the other party turned out to be a Construct.

But at this moment, Medissa heard a buzzing sound, she didn't know well, and hurriedly retracted the gun. But it was still a step slow, and I saw that Swordsman was torn apart in midair. Its limbs, skull, and trunk were like blasted clocks, and countless strange spherical members flew out of it.

As soon as those spherical members appeared in the air, they broke apart from the middle and unfolded a pair of mechanical wings, turning into a one after another metal flapping wing machine. Medissa has just had one step to retreat. The sky-wing flapper screamed at her. She had no time to protect vital parts such as the chest and abdomen with spear. She felt a heat on her thighs, and the sharp wings of the flapper already were There were blood-red incisions left there.

Silver Elf Little Princess had no time to deal with the wound, and immediately turned around. Sure enough, after seeing those flapping wings flying behind her, they once again formed an attack formation in mid-air. But how could she make the same mistake twice, roaring: "Give me down!"

Spiritual element using full power, behind the Medissa, a pair of transparent light wings with a length of hundreds of meters suddenly unfolded. She swept the light wings horizontally, and the metal fluttering aircraft in midair seemed to rain a little. pī li pā lā dropped Ground.

As soon as the flapping wings landed, they gathered their wings and changed back to the shape of a metal ball. Then under the gaze of Medissa, they were still close to each other, and in a creaking sound, they regrouped into the former Swordsman.

Medissa was stunned, hurriedly seized spear to guard against the attack again, but Correct this time, the Swordsman struggled to stand up from the ground, and crookedly came to Medissa. Medissa saw that it had no intention of attacking and looked at the other side curiously, but saw that Swordsman bent down slowly, then kneels on one knee, put his right fist on his chest, lowered his head, and put his chin on the right fist. Show allegiance.

Then she "sees" the other's Attributes:

Lightwing Guardian

Eternal Song Ix

Light 2, manax

[divine artifact / Artifact Creature]

When the Lightwing Guard enters the battlefield, it has x level counter on it.

When the Lightwing Guardian dies, for each a level counter on it, a Level 15, colorless, flying wing Ability-derived wing aircraft derived from Artifact Creature put into play.

'When the destruction comes, the sky light spots is like a holy presence'

It was a very wonderful feeling, as if what I saw in the eyes was the essence of a world, but when Medissa wanted further to see this card clearly, the whole world was distorted, and a voice was in her mind. Said:

‘Conquering the land. From the beginning of conquering the heart, no king fights with the monarchy alone. The lonely field is the horizon of a distant traveler, but it is also another journey ’

Lonely Field

Eternal Songxix

[Earth]

Lonely Field requires Tap to enter the battlefield.

Tap: Add 2 points Light type mana to your Elemental Pool.

Cycle, (Discard this card and draw one card)

'existence between the existing and the none'

The strange world is plunged into a dark void, and Medissa has a moment, she turned around and saw Fucia's huge body hovering beside her.

She saw the two glittering Cards of Fates floating in front of one's own.

The king of the evil dragon bowed his head and said to her, "It looks like your already passed the first test. You have the first follower, just like every king and Thane. The steps are the same. Next, you are going to build your kingdom and world. "

"I don't quite understand," Medissa said loudly, "Cards of Fate should be a projection of Laws in this world, but why can the world in this dream world generate such a projection?"

A sneer appeared on the slender face of Fucia.

"Vaunde is not a dream. If the mortal world cannot be born from it, everything in the past is nothing. Planeswalker builds the power of the world, and the power of Vaunde with the God races and Marsha in the past is not essential Difference. "

"You mean, all this is fiction in itself?"

"No, Mana is really existence. Planeswalker has stolen all this to build the one's own world. Now you have Planeswalker's Fire Seed, which is what the God races people call the 'divine' power, so you can naturally Get everything you want from this world. "

"I still don't quite understand, Lord Fucia."

"it doesn't matter, I don't fully understand all of this, maybe only the first generation of God races can explain to you the origin of the Gods Arena." Fucia replied: "Well, we don't have much time left. It ’s time for your next challenge. Your companion already goes farther than you ... ”

"Scippamira?"

"That is a very interesting little girl. She should not be existence in this era. Your master must be a strange guy. The Laws he knows is very different from us."

Medissa opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something more, but the scenery in front of him already changed again.

………… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net